THE TELEPHONE CONVERSATION
The price seemed reasonable, location
Indifferent. The landlady swore she lived
Off premises. Nothing remained
But self-confession. "Madam," I warned,
"I hate a wasted journey—I am African."
Silence. Silenced transmission of
Pressurized good-breeding. Voice, when it came,
Lipstick coated, long gold rolled
Cigarette-holder pipped. Caught I was foully.
"HOW DARK?" . . . I had not misheard . . . "ARE YOU LIGHT
OR VERY DARK?" Button B, Button A.* Stench
Of rancid breath of public hide-and-speak.
Red booth. Red pillar box. Red double-tiered
Omnibus squelching tar. It was real! Shamed
By ill-mannered silence, surrender
Pushed dumbfounded to beg simplification.
Considerate she was, varying the emphasis--
"ARE YOU DARK? OR VERY LIGHT?" Revelation came.
"You mean--like plain or milk chocolate?"
Her assent was clinical, crushing in its light
Impersonality. Rapidly, wave-length adjusted,
I chose. "West African sepia"--and as afterthought,
"Down in my passport." Silence for spectroscopic
Flight of fancy, till truthfulness clanged her accent
Hard on the mouthpiece. "WHAT'S THAT?" conceding
"DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT IS." "Like brunette."
"THAT'S DARK, ISN'T IT?" "Not altogether.
Facially, I am brunette, but, madam, you should see
The rest of me. Palm of my hand, soles of my feet
Are a peroxide blond. Friction, caused--
Foolishly, madam--by sitting down, has turned
My bottom raven black--One moment, madam!"--sensing
Her receiver rearing on the thunderclap
About my ears--"Madam," I pleaded, "wouldn't you rather
See for yourself?"

The problem with  the people in early times is that, they judge people without knowing or seeing the person. Like the story "The Telephone Conversation". This story is about the conversation of the landlady and the man. The man don't want to waste his time so he tell the landlady right away that he's an African. And the landlady started to be sarcastic. In that way, the man would be pissed off to her. But the man still tried to explain himself but the landlady suddenly hung up.

Usually, the black people are discriminated than the white people. It is because of their color. If someone sees a black person, they judge it immediately. Same thing was happened to me and my friends. 

One time, I was walking at the sidewalk with my friends. While walking, we saw two black men. One of my friend said, " Look at that two man. It looks like they are not taking a bath!". Then I said, "Yuck! We should keep distance to them.". My other friend said, " You know, we should not judge people like them. We hurt their feelings." Then after that, I realized that I shouldn't do that. Maybe, if I was in their situation, I would feel hurt also.

Let's be friendly to everyone. Either he/she is black or white, we should accept them. Don't criticize a person in his/her physical appearance. Let should be fair and equal to other people.

"Love each other as I have loved you." - (John 15:12)

Sources: 

http://www.google.com/imgreshl=fil&sa=X&tbo=d&biw=1440&bih=775&tbm=isch&tbnid=6gnOMr2mJ5W_CM:&imgrefurl=

http://bible.cc/john/15-12.htm